The Immortal Binding Manual

"Oh, you're still wearing the chastity gag~" The man smiled, removed her veil, and lightly tapped the acupoints on either side of her mouth before withdrawing the enormous object stuffed into her mouth. The jade dildo, shaped like a phallus, was coated in her saliva. As it was pulled out, several glistening strands connected it to her tongue. Her mouth felt numb and sore after being gagged for so long. It took a while before she could speak. She whispered, "Husband... Master... Yun'er shouldn't have argued with you yesterday. Today, I realize my mistake and punish myself. I hope Master will forgive me..." It turned out that Yunxia Fairy's name was Jiang Qingyun, and "Yun'er" was her given name. The man said, "It's alright, I wasn't angry with you. Yun'er, we are husband and wife, minor quarrels are inevitable." He looked up at the sky and sighed, "Alas... you wanted to save the world, and although I disagreed, I still let you go. But who will save us?" Yun'er's eyes welled up with tears, and she trembled, "Master... It was Yun'er's fault. Yun'er shouldn't have gone down the mountain privately to pray for rain and revealed our whereabouts... Please punish Yun'er..." The man's frown eased, and a smile played on his lips. "Hmph, disobedient little Yun'er, let's see how I'll punish you~" With that, he shot a stream of red true qi from his palm into the white silk ribbon floating around Yunxia Fairy's shoulders. In an instant, the white ribbon turned red and tightened, transforming into a red rope. It was placed on the fairy's nape, wrapped around her fragrant shoulders, passed under her armpits, circled her snow-white arms several times, and finally secured at her back, forming a beautiful five-flower knot that bound her delicate arms tightly behind her. This was not all. He untied Yun'er's sash and injected true qi into her long skirt. The front and back panels of the skirt immediately turned into red ropes, binding her legs together, folding her voluptuous legs. Thus, Yunxia Fairy was left with only a semi-transparent white bellyband, which did not cover her shame but rather added to her allure. The bottom of the bellyband had a small pointed tip that covered

The jolt from him sent a decade-old memory of being captured and violated by him flooding back to Mu Ling. Back then, Yang Chengfeng had locked her in a dungeon and raped her for a full three months, changing his methods daily until he grew tired of her and finally let her go. Since that time, her body had often been consumed by a burning desire, which she could only quell by thinking of his handsome face while using a jade rod to pleasure her cunt. She had come here precisely to sever these distracting thoughts and regain her Dao heart. She hadn't expected that upon engaging him, her honeyed cunt would reflexively ooze a few drops of淫汁, shaming her into clamping her thighs tightly, intending to suppress this uncontrollable lust. She hadn't expected that after years of cultivation, she would still be far inferior to him... Alas... As Mu Ling sighed, Yang Chengfeng had already flashed behind her, grasping her slender, pale wrist and twisting it behind her back, clasping her hands together as if to bind her with ropes. With her wrist and pulse points firmly held, the Fairy Zhuohua's jade arms went limp. She had no thought of resistance left, and recalling Yang Chengfeng's ingenious and perverse techniques, a flicker of anticipation actually crossed her mind, allowing him to capture her before the eyes of her disciples. Just as Yang Chengfeng was about to retrieve his demonic rope, he felt a cold glint approaching and hastily dodged backward. A long spear thrust towards him, grazing his chest and tearing a slit in his robe. Had he been a moment slower, he might have been impaled. "Good spear work!" Yang Chengfeng praised. "Fairy Qingfeng, Su Ming, truly swift as the wind, your reputation is well-deserved." The newcomer was indeed the fairy dressed in the green qipao. She held a long spear, her willow eyebrows raised in fury as she glared at Yang Chengfeng and declared, "Heretical ways, today I shall take your dog life!" With that, she thrust her spear again. Yang Chengfeng parried with the handle of his fan, thinking, "This Fairy Qingfeng's footwork is good, but still a notch below mine. However, her spear techniques are swift and fierce, I must guard against them carefully." Despite her high heels, Su Ming's footwork was incredibly swift. Her spear danced, forming a white blur. In the blink of an eye, she had already thrust several times, her spear technique so fast that onlookers couldn't even discern her moves. Unexpectedly, Yang Chengfeng's movements were even faster. He parried with his fan in his right hand while controlling the demonic rope with his left. Within three moves, he had entangled her silver spear and used the principle of 'four ounces deflect a thousand pounds.' With a tug of the rope, he used Fairy Qingfeng's own momentum to guide the spear tip directly into the bluestone ground. Seeing that she couldn't pull out her spear for the moment, Su Ming used it as a prop to leap up, unleashing her unique skill, "Flying Crane Kick," using her slender jade legs to lash out at Yang Chengfeng's face. This horizontal kick was as fast as lightning. Just as it was about to shatter Yang Chengfeng's skull, Su Ming felt the force of her kick flow into a vast ocean as it landed on him, completely neutralized. Looking up, she discovered that her ankle had been caught by his grappling technique. Fairy Qingfeng's left foot was on the ground, her right leg raised high by Yang Chengfeng, her legs spread at a wide angle. Her hidden cleft was completely exposed to his view. Her pretty face flushed, and she tried to retract her leg. Unexpectedly, Yang Chengfeng refused to let go. Instead, he removed her high-heeled sandal! He held one delicate-strapped high-heeled shoe in one hand, and brought her beautiful lotus foot to his nose with the other, sniffing it and saying with a smile, "So fragrant~" Su Ming was both ashamed and enraged, and urgently cried, "Lecher, let go quickly!"

"The Sinful Fairy Li, Reflecting Here" As the chief disciple of the Lingxu Sect, the Hanchan Fairy, Li Hanyue, who was always seen as a role model by her peers, was receiving such a severe punishment for the first time. Her jade arms, skilled in swordsmanship, were twisted to the extreme behind her back, her fair wrists bent upwards, her forearms bound tightly together by rope loops. Her slender jade fingers, as tender as green onions, were bound one by one with thin ropes, her palms forced into an elegant prayer pose, as if confessing to heaven. While her arms were restrained, it also showcased the fairy's dignified and tragically beautiful demeanor during her punishment. Her pair of long, slender jade legs, as lustrous as glazed glass and as pure white as snow silk, were also bound in a cross-legged meditation posture, her thighs helplessly spread apart by the ropes. However, unlike ordinary meditation, her lotus feet, more exquisite and beautiful than Tang Dynasty fine porcelain, were bound together with the soles facing each other. Each pearl-like jade toe on her left and right feet was restrained by thin ropes, rendering even a single toe immobile. Her ankles were also bound by golden ropes, her soft front and back soles pressed closely together, leaving only a tempting flesh cavity in the arch of her foot, perfectly sized for a penis to pass through. A punishment rope was勒 around the fairy's long jade neck, connected to the rope loops around her ankles, bending her proud body downwards unwillingly. Her beautiful head was forced to droop, her forehead resting on her big toes, her jade mouth pressed against the arch of her foot. A few strands of silver-white hair, dampened by the spring water, cascaded down, making her look like a swallow that had fallen into the water, indescribably pitiable and moving. As her body was folded and bound in a bent-over, feet-together posture, the pair of full, moon-like breasts on the Hanchan Fairy's chest were not spared. Two golden ropes were tied above and below her jade breasts, firmly securing her bound jade arms. Another two ropes were pulled diagonally from her rounded, fragrant shoulders, passing through her cleavage, and tied upwards to her breast roots. After looping around her back, they passed under her armpits to the sides of her flesh, binding the outer sides of her breasts as well. These ropes, binding from all four directions, forced her full, perky breasts with nowhere to escape, making the breast roots exceptionally tight, her breasts squeezed outwards like water droplets, shamefully and lewdly hanging between her legs, swaying incessantly. This binding made the Hanchan Fairy feel as if her plump, fiery, and sexy delicate body were about to be cut open by the ropes, causing her extreme pain and torment. What was even more unbearable was a hanging rope pulling on the intersection of the ropes behind her, suspending her body, bound into a snow-white flesh mass, in the air. This further intensified the tightening of the ropes, making her feel as if her flesh were about to be torn. Not only that, but every time she subconsciously struggled, the punishment rope would release an electric current as a form of chastisement. Therefore, even though she was bound in a very uncomfortable position, she dared not move a single toe. Her breasts, hanging and suspended in the air, her well-exercised, full peach buttocks were also charmingly and alluringly perked up. A metal anal hook, connected to several beads at its end, was mercilessly hooked into her pink, tight anus. Connected to the hanging rope, it stretched her shrunken, delicate flower-like pink anus into an oval shape. The lower edge of the anal hook even created a small gap with the anal flesh, constantly oozing honey-like juice, revealing her bright red intestinal flesh clearly. Her naturally smooth and hairless virgin flesh cavity was roughly pulled open by two thin ropes hooked to her labia, revealing the continuously wriggling rouge-like flesh within, occasionally dripping a few strands of clear, viscous spring fluid. Her urethral opening, no longer blocked by a bead, was now helplessly gaping, leaking drop after drop of golden liquid, staining the fairy-like, picturesque snow-white cheeks with a blush of shame. Her tender, pink nipples, pierced with rings, bore a pair of heavy bells cast in pure gold, pulling the tips of her breasts into slender purple grapes. While transmitting intense stinging pain and pleasure to her consciousness, they also rang incessantly, like alarm bells, reminding her once again of her lowly status as a prisoner. Not only her nipple rings, but also her navel ring and clitoral ring were adorned with golden bells. Even her big toes, bound together by thin ropes, each had a bell. If her jade mouth were not occupied by other implements, perhaps the immortal jade tongue stud on her fragrant tongue would have been replaced with a ring, and a playful bell, only worn by favored courtesans, would have been attached. Truly, from head to toe, she exuded a seductive and alluring charm. Her moon-like eyes, originally as bright as cold stars, were now covered with black cloth, rendering her proud illusionary immortal arts useless. Between her dan lips and white teeth, a cold, dark iron ring was clamped, so no matter how many grievances she had, they could only turn into lewd whimpers and coy cries when they reached her mouth. A black jade rod, shaped like a man's penis, was now inserted through the flesh cavity between her pressed-together soles, entering her clove-like small mouth, which she could not close due to biting the metal ring. Crystal-clear saliva flowed down the surface of the beaded jade rod, coating her slender lotus feet, wrapped in rope flowers, with a layer of transparent water film, truly making her appear exquisitely fragrant and seductive. What further humiliated the fairy was that, for some reason, she had to actively suck this disgusting fake phallus, and her feet had to be clamped tightly. Anyone who saw it would surely think she was performing oral sex and foot sex on the phallus simultaneously, more debauched than a prostitute! Such humiliation was like roasting her dignity over a raging fire, causing her entire immortal body to tremble like a sieve. Below the black jade rod was a long shaft, fixed vertically on one end of a small seesaw-like mechanical structure. The other end of the seesaw also had an identical long shaft, topped with a phallus-shaped end. This fake phallus was even more ferocious and thicker than the one in her mouth, and its target was the virgin flesh cavity that the Hanchan Fairy had guarded her entire life! If it were any other time, Li Hanyue could have used her immortal power to clamp her honey cavity tightly shut. But now, her cultivation was sealed, and her plump, thick labia were pulled wide open by the labia rings. Her most precious part as a woman was completely defenseless. She could even feel the terrifying long rod penetrating her labia and pressing against her thin hymen! If Li Hanyue were to relax even slightly, the jade rod in her mouth would slide down, pushing up the thick rod on the other end of the seesaw. If the jade rod were to slip out of her mouth, the fate awaiting her would be the deflowering by a mere inanimate stick. Therefore, even with a million unwilling thoughts in her heart, she still worked hard to suck the jade phallus in her mouth, her fragrant, soft immortal tongue, pierced with a tongue stud, coiling around the umbrella-shaped head of the rod. Her feet also clamped tightly on the surface of the phallus like a cheap prostitute in a brothel, stroking it up and down. With her body so folded and bound, suffering the punishment of numerous lewd implements, from her honey breasts to her flesh cavity, Li Hanyue could feel the intense tightness and humiliation in these sensitive areas every moment. What was even more tormenting than these sensations was the waterfall of the Immortal Desire Spring. The spring water, washing over her skin, brought a tingling, stimulating sensation, constantly fanning the flames of desire within her. As it gathered the lust of many female disciples from the sect, every drop of Immortal Desire Spring water was comparable to a concentrated, purified aphrodisiac. Ordinary women, upon merely smelling it, would be unable to maintain their composure and would beg for a penis at a man's feet. At this moment, with her immortal power sealed, Li Hanyue's tolerance for pleasure was even less than that of an ordinary woman. Therefore, she was currently relying solely on her powerful willpower to forcibly endure the pleasure of the spring water, painfully hovering on the brink of climax. As the most outstanding disciple of the Lingxu Sect, the noble princess of the current dynasty, the Hanchan Fairy Li Hanyue, revered as a deity by countless people of the Great Tang, was now naked and bound, shamefully bowing her head and holding a rod, lewdly spreading her legs and exposing her flesh, swaying her pair of heavy, lewd white flesh breasts. Her nipple rings and labia rings were adorned with bells symbolizing her lowly status. She was suspended by her waist, hooked by her anus, every sensitive area stimulated to the extreme by the spring water concentrated with lust, and occasionally subjected to the sudden electric shocks of the punishment rope, groaning wantonly under the torment of pleasure... Such a cruel and humiliating "Reflection Pool" punishment was truly enough to make everyone in the sect turn pale at the mention of it. And the pitiful Li Hanyue had already been suffering this punishment here for seven days.

Her cultivation technique, the "Lingxu Jade Maiden Art," required her to awaken lust within her body, then suppress it with the Soul-镇ing Immortal Jade to transform it into immortal power. Excess desire, like waste generated during cultivation, would naturally form urine and collect in her bladder. Lust was a symbol of life force, and this liquid, considered unholy to her, was excellent nourishment for crops. The Soul-镇ing Immortal Jade ring she wore on her clitoris was connected to a string of urethral beads, topped with a small teardrop-shaped jade plug. This plug was inserted deep into her urethra, sealing the exit of her bladder. Furthermore, due to her master's punishment, her hands were bound, preventing her from removing the plug. Her urinary orifice had not been released for over ten days, and it was already filled with highly concentrated "jade nectar," long in preparation to bestow upon the populace. Li Hanyue used her toes to pluck a few strands of her silver hair. With her index and big toes, flexing and extending like delicate fingers, she wove the hair into a fine thread. She threaded this through the gap between the urethral beads and her vulva, then wrapped the ends of the thread tightly around the base of her left and right big toes. Standing on tiptoe with her legs spread, she carefully rose, using her jade legs to exert force. "Mmmph ahhh❤~!" the immortal fairy let out an incredibly seductive moan. This truly made her soul feel as if it were about to fly away! Her toes tugged at the thread, pulling the urethral beads out halfway with a few "pop, pop" sounds. Her urethra, trained for many years, could clearly feel the plug grinding and scraping within the narrow passage, stuck in the middle of her urinary orifice. The immortal water, accumulated for days, surged into her urethra, urging her to stand up a little more, to quickly pull out the tormenting object blocking her urinary gate. But she couldn't. To remove the jade plug, she had to completely relax the muscles of her perineum; otherwise, it would be stuck by the tight urethral canal. However, the side effect of relaxing her perineum was that her anal sphincter would also relax. As she comfortably pulled out the jade plug, she keenly sensed that the "Heart-凝凝" beads within her anus were also stirring. One had already moved to the entrance of her anus, parting the flesh and sliding out halfway. With the slightest disturbance, it would spray out from her anus! The immortal fairy made a decisive move, forcefully clenching her anus and swallowing the Heart-凝凝 bead back into her intestines, thus averting this crisis. But at the same time, this interrupted the flow of urine, which was about to be expelled. The sensation was like being forcefully stopped mid-orgasm, a sharp pain shooting from her perineum directly to her consciousness, making her feel as if she would faint. "Mmm hmm... I almost went... so close... ahhh嗯❤~ If only I could use my hands..." If she were to climax and lose the Heart-凝凝 beads, she would be punished doubly. Thinking of this calamity, the usually calm immortal fairy Han Chan also complained: this time, her master's punishment was truly too severe! Fortunately, during her daily cultivation, she not only studied spells but also diligently trained her body. She had complete control over every muscle in her body, including the three orifices in her lower body, which could contract and writhe at will, like the nimble hands of a girl weaving. She concentrated her mind and spirit, managing to contract her anus while simultaneously relaxing her urinary orifice. Then, she slowly stood up, using her toes to pull the thread, gradually drawing the jade plug out of her urethra. Her attention was completely focused on her perineum. At this moment, Li Hanyue could feel even the slightest breeze brushing against her labia. "Ah... almost there...嗯嗯❤... it's coming~! Hold on... hold on...!"

A trickle of seminal fluid dripped from her clitoris. Liu Fangyi whispered, "Hurry... tie me up. Otherwise... I won't be able to hold back anymore ❤~" Yang Qingxuan gazed at the woman before him, the usually noble and dignified Jade Immortal, now actively presenting her lustrous, plump buttocks to him. The stark contrast sent a tremor through his heart. Her peach-shaped, perfectly rounded ass was a powerful visual, further accentuated by the crimson "whore" brand seared onto her skin. It evoked a tragic beauty, a virtuous lady fallen into depravity, sparking endless fantasies. The emerald green butt plug nestled in her tender, pink anus, and the delicate chain connecting her clitoris to the plug, disappearing between her plump lips, pushed the boundaries of feminine allure to their absolute limit. This fair, soft, and perfectly formed body was simply made to be bound by ropes! Impatient, Yang Qingxuan channeled his inner energy, wielding the Soul Locking Desire Rope with the ultimate mastery of the Demonic Rope technique. The rope's head writhed like a dragon, weaving and binding itself onto Liu Fangyi's skin. The rope circles swiftly wrapped around her clasped wrists, securing her snow-white hands. With a pull, her slender arms were twisted behind her back. The rope snaked from her wrists, bound her upper arms, cinched beneath her breasts, circled her torso, returned to her wrists, hooked onto the knot, and then circled her body again. This time, it passed over her breasts, returning to her back. Two breast ropes, one above and one below, squeezed her already ample breasts into an even more pronounced, teardrop shape. Then, the rope moved to her right shoulder, snaked around to her front, plunged into the unfathomable cleavage, intertwined with the lower breast rope, and then shot upwards. With a sharp tug, her soft, yielding breasts were lifted and tightened, bouncing a few times before her nipples stood erect. The rope then returned from her left shoulder to her back, finally reaching her wrists again, where it was tied in a tight, unbreakable knot. "Ah ❤~" The rope's tightness on her breasts elicited a muffled groan of discomfort from Liu Fangyi. But it wasn't over. Two more ropes passed under her armpits, binding the upper and lower breast ropes together, further intensifying the restraint on her full, rounded breasts. Liu Fangyi felt the Soul Locking Rope tighten relentlessly. The base of her breasts felt as if they were being bitten by a rack, a powerful sensation of constriction that made it difficult to breathe. She tried to struggle, but her movement inadvertently pulled on the breast ropes, sending a wave of throbbing pain and numbness through her soft, tender flesh. The Jade Immortal couldn't help but whimper again: "Mmm ❤~ So tight...!" "Sister, you asked for this. To help you, I'm sparing no effort, haha!" "Mmm... It's fine. Junior Brother, deal with me according to the sect rules..." According to the Lingxu Sect's rules, disciples like Liu Fangyi, who repeatedly violated the precepts of chastity, were to have aphrodisiacs applied to their buttocks and breasts, their limbs bound, and then be hung upside down. Yang Qingxuan patted her soft, yielding buttocks and chuckled, "Ordinary aphrodisiacs probably won't work on your body, which is permeated with lust. I've recently concocted something new, and I'll test it on you. You're in for a treat~" With that, he produced an oval jade ball, about the size of a goose egg. It was crystal clear, with three silver rings evenly inlaid on its surface. The ball was coated in a slick, glistening film, reflecting an unusual sheen under the candlelight. This ball was a treasure of the Lingxu Sect, a Condensing Heart Pearl that continuously melted aphrodisiacs. The three silver rings could vibrate at Yang Qingxuan's will, acting as life-and-death rings. This combination, capable of secreting aphrodisiacs and vibrating incessantly, was truly a marvelous artifact for training women. Yang Qingxuan named it – the Immortal Shaker Pill. With a thought, the Immortal Shaker Pill began to vibrate rhythmically, the intense tremors making his fingers tingle. Holding the Immortal Shaker Pill between his fingers, he brought it close to the entrance of Liu Fangyi's honeyed orifice. While she was still confused, he forcefully pressed it onto her tender, lustrous clitoris, adorned with the immortal ring! "Gooeeeeeeyah ❤—!" Liu Fangyi let out a piercing, seductive cry that sent shivers down her spine. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, her toes curling as she tried to escape the vibration. Her slender waist arched sharply, her neck tilted back, causing her full breasts, constricted by the ropes at their base, to fly upwards. But Yang Qingxuan immediately pressed down on the back of her head, forcing her beautiful forehead firmly onto the bed. "Sister, are you trying to go back on your word now?" Yang Qingxuan pressed the Immortal Shaker Pill against her clitoris again. "Mmm-oh-oh-oh ❤~! This feeling...?! No...! I can't hold back... Mmm-ah-ah ❤... Take it away...! Mmm-hmm—?!" The vibrating sensation seemed to catch Liu Fangyi by surprise. She twisted her slender waist, her plump, luscious buttocks swaying from side to side, trying to escape the contact of the Immortal Shaker Pill. But in the next moment, from within her rear, her anus, which had been blocked by the butt plug for over ten days, suddenly felt a sensation of expansion... "Sister, if you don't behave, I'll have to pull it out~" Yang Qingxuan held the end of the Spirit-Containing Butt Plug between his fingers and gently pulled it out half an inch. Liu Fangyi's tender, pink anus protruded outwards like a volcano's crater. The folds, utterly devoid of any impurity, slowly parted, revealing a small, emerald green, circular object. The gourd-shaped Spirit-Containing Gu, in the form of a butt plug, was only half-pulled out when Liu Fangyi lost all strength to struggle. The only sound that escaped her was from her mouth: "No... Junior Brother Qingxuan~! Don't pull it..." Before she could finish, her anus let out a "pop." The gourd-shaped butt plug, containing her soul, along with a considerable amount of accumulated, crystalline intestinal fluid, was abruptly pulled out by Yang Qingxuan! The moment the Spirit-Containing Plug was removed, the Jade Immortal's once lustrous, watery eyes lost their sparkle. Her ethereal body went limp, like a soulless puppet. Yang Qingxuan toyed with the small, green gourd-shaped butt plug in his hand, feeling the soul fluctuations within, which felt as pitiful as a captive prisoner. He mused that her soul, sealed within this Spirit-Containing Gu, must be an unbearable torment, much like a female demon captured and refined by a Taoist priest in a magical gourd. "Sister, let me give you a little surprise~"

Yang Qingxuan quickly read it a few times, memorized the incantation, and then placed it back inside Zhao Yingying's body. Hmph, you demoness, don't think you can control me with the Life and Death Ring! Haha! A slight smile played on his lips, and then he used his demonic ropes to bind Zhao Yingying's voluptuous and seductive body, which was full of curves... A moment later, Zhao Yingying slowly woke up. She tried to stretch her limbs, only to find that her jade arms were twisted to the back of her neck to their limit, bound tightly by ropes in a "reverse Guanyin" pose. Her wrists were connected to her jade neck, and any slight movement would restrict her breathing. Her ten fingers were also tied together with thin ropes, leaving no room for movement. Her full, fair, and tender legs were folded and bound together in a "spread-leg bind," with her thighs connected to her upper arms by rope loops. Her knees were forced against her shoulders, her legs unable to close, shamelessly exposing her vulva. Her ankles and the roots of her thighs were tied together, and even the two big toes on her jade feet were looped with thin ropes and pulled upwards, connected to the roots of her tender nipples! As for her body, it was, of course, adorned with a net of ropes. Her fair, plump flesh was divided into more than ten small sections by the "turtle shell bind," each section bulging high like steamed buns, indicating how tightly the ropes were tied. Her pathetic breasts were also divided into four parts by two crisscrossing ropes. Her already swollen breasts were almost bursting, and her nipples were tightly clamped by four ropes from above, below, left, and right. They were also being pulled by her toes, causing unbearable pain and itching, stimulating them to become engorged and erect, almost to the point of squirting out lewd milk. "Mmmph...?! Fuh-uhm-uhm-ah-uhm!" The binding seemed too tight even for her, and she struggled and protested loudly. However, the words that reached her lips were transformed into helpless moans by a perforated wooden ball bitten between her teeth. Suddenly, she saw Yang Qingxuan standing before her, looking at her with a swagger, and in his hand, he was casually playing with the Life and Death Ring that should have been on the root of his penis! Her face, usually adorned with a charming smile, showed an unprecedented expression of shock and anger. She struggled with the ropes, her supple flesh trembling, but she couldn't break even a single strand. Yang Qingxuan leaned in with a smile and said, "You want to threaten me with this thing? Not a chance! Let me tell you, I can save the Sect Master even without you. I'm going to send you to the Severed Dust Valley of the Lingxu Sect and imprison you for life, so you know the consequences of offending me, hahahaha!" Zhao Yingying's demonic patterns were now sealed, rendering her unable to use her demonic power to escape by turning into smoke. She had truly become an ordinary weak woman bound by ropes. Hearing Yang Qingxuan's words and realizing he was capable of such actions, her heart filled with fear. She lost her previous composure and trembled, her naked, bound body shaking. She repeatedly shook her head, her watery eyes looking at Yang Qingxuan with a pleading expression. However, Yang Qingxuan ignored her pleas. Holding the Life and Death Ring, he silently recited the incantation to shrink it and said to her, "I'll return this little thing to you! Consider it my great mercy!" With that, he extended a finger and probed between Zhao Yingying's thighs, placing the Life and Death Ring onto the most tender and sensitive spot on her body—her timidly erect little clitoris. "Mmm-ah-ah-ah—!!" Her flesh, unprotected by demonic power, was several times more sensitive than usual. The small ring tightened, causing both pain and itching. It immediately became engorged and purplish, throbbing painfully, and could no longer retract into her foreskin. This elicited a beautiful, tragic cry from Zhao Yingying, like a maiden's first deflowering. You little brat! How dare you trick me...!! Ahhh❤... When I escape, I'll torture you properly... I'll show you what hell tastes like!! Mmm-ah-ah-ah-ng-ng❤~! Don't shake it down there! Mmm-uh-uh-uh❤❤~ I can't take it anymore...! She cursed him in her heart, but her body betrayed her and climaxed. Bound so tightly that she couldn't move a single finger, Zhao Yingying could only watch helplessly as Yang Qingxuan blindfolded her and placed her into a large leather trunk... Thus, Yang Qingxuan set off with the lustful demoness, ignoring her moans and groans along the way. Where is he taking me... He's not really going to escort me to Lingxu Mountain and lock me up forever, is he? Forever without tasting a cock... No... No... Ee-ee❤—! My toes are pulling my nipples...

The sight that made blood surge even more was that within her moist, plump, and juicy honeyed orifice, a thick, long jade rod of glazed color was inserted! The semi-transparent shaft reached the very heart of her flower, making the lustful folds of flesh that writhed within visible in their entirety. This object was likely one of the treasures of the Lingxu Sect, the "Heart-Melting Rod," capable of melting out aphrodisiacs on its own. Judging by the spring nectar slowly surging from the entrance of her honeyed orifice, the woman within had been tormented by lust, and even a gentle breeze brushing against her engorged, erect flesh bud would likely make her tremble uncontrollably. Not only that, but from her exquisitely beautiful rear orifice, filled with fine, delicate folds, a pull ring emerged from the deep red, pulsating rosebud. The rosebud parted and closed, vaguely revealing a delicate, translucent sphere that repeatedly entered and exited the eye of the chrysanthemum, making one suspect if her lustful intestines were also stuffed with a string of "Heart-Melting Pearls" condensed from aphrodisiacs. Between her nectar-overflowing honeyed orifice and her alluringly protruding jade kernel, the hidden, small opening of her urinary eye also held a slender jade rod. This thin rod, entirely emerald green, was quite eye-catching, but it seemed to be merely the tip of the iceberg of what was blocking her entire urethra. Under the torment of this long jade plug reaching directly into her bladder, no matter how she strained her abdomen, which was etched with lustful patterns, she could not expel a single drop of lustful urine. This dashed her hopes of a tidal wave of pleasure and subjected her to an eternity of agonizing, never-ending torment. "Ahhhnnn❤~ Mmmmnnn❤~ Guooohhh ahhh❤~~~" As if sensing the disappearance of the concealing cloth, the woman within moaned with unparalleled, seductive charm. Her bewitching voice, like a siren's song, sent a numbing sensation straight to the marrow of the soul, causing every man present to erect their virile members. She herself, amidst these sticky, lustful cries, trembled like a sieve with her forced, upturned, plump, and tender buttocks. However, her struggles yielded no results. Beneath her quivering honeyed buttocks, a pair of round, full, and shapely long legs had already been bent forward, locked through two holes below the waist opening, and then bent back at the knees, passing her fleshy, snow-white beautiful feet back through two small holes below the demon-subduing wall, securely cuffed at the ankles. Her ripe, lustful peach buttocks and bare feet were on the same side of the wooden board. The pitiable woman, completely restrained by the board, could only assume a posture of kneeling with her buttocks raised, awaiting penetration, her entire body only able to move her delicate, jade-like toes. Her crystal-clear, tender, pinkish-white beautiful feet possessed a naturally graceful arch, their soles smooth and delicate. Ten pearl-like jade toes were neatly arranged, their nails dyed a seductive deep purple, truly a pair of art pieces that stirred the heart with their wicked allure. But at this moment, her round left and right big toes were each bound by a thin rope at the joints, pulled upwards. The other end of the thin rope was cruelly tied to the root of her most sensitive flesh bud! Due to her long cultivation of the Yin-Yang Union technique, the demoness's lust bud was already larger than that of ordinary women. Now, with its root bound, it was forced to engorge and stand erect, appearing even more swollen and radiant, like a ripe purple grape, its surface slick with lustful fluids, delicate and translucent. Any slight twitch of her lotus-like feet would tug at this proud, lustful nucleus, causing a jolt of pleasure that would ripple and spread through her body. Thus, the pitiable demoness could only labor to maintain a shy, girlish pigeon-toed stance, her arches inwardly curved, her jade toes curled, daring not to move in the slightest. And in the center of her palm-like, white-with-pink soles, her left sole was branded with "Seal Lust," and her right sole was inscribed with "Lock Desire." Two lines of golden, regular script were deeply etched into the flesh, radiating immortal light, clearly the seal work of the Tranquil Immortal Venerable. Viewed from behind the demon-subduing wall, her defenseless predicament only added to the alluring, playful beauty of these round, honeyed buttocks. And in front of the demon-subduing wall, the woman held high a pair of full, large, melon-like breasts, as if being penetrated from behind by a man stretching his arms. Her slender, jade-like arms were stretched straight backward and upward, her delicate wrists passing through two very close oval holes above her peach buttocks, securely clamped, making even an inch of movement an impossible luxury. Her skilled hands, adept in secret arts, were helplessly isolated behind the wooden board, further bound by heavy black iron cuffs that sealed her demonic power. The short chain connecting the two cuffs was less than an inch long. Even with her immense power, she was unable to unleash it, let alone cover herself. Her lustfully ripe, full, bell-shaped breasts swayed wantonly from side to side with the struggles of her jade body, shaking out layers of milky waves and white shadows that dazzled the eyes. The surface of her full breast flesh was imprinted with complex immortal spell seals, suppressing her demonic power and keeping her in a constant state of engorged breast torment. Her rosy areolas, larger than those of ordinary women, gradually protruded due to arousal, resembling small, pink hills, reaching the peak of lewdness. At the tips of her jade peaks, nipples the size of a finger joint had turned from cherry pink to crimson, standing straight up, presenting a perfect cylindrical shape. The two tiny needle-like openings at the tips were slightly opening and closing, as if a gentle squeeze would release fragrant, milky fluid, but the seal prevented her from doing so. "Mmm mmm❤~ Mmm mmm nnn❤!" As her mature, seductive body trembled, the woman's black hair scattered. She cursed unwillingly from her mouth, but the words turned into a series of unintelligible, lustful moans. It turned out that her alluring mouth, painted with purple lip gloss, was also fitted with a sturdy metal gag. The silver ring was perfectly embedded between her four sharp canine teeth, as if the distance had been meticulously calculated, leaving no room for error. Thus, her mouth, forced open into a circle, could only helplessly stick out its pink tongue, emitting shameful, whoring-like lustful moans. Moreover, even as she desperately sucked, the crystal-clear, sticky saliva still stretched into thin threads of candy, dripping uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth and hanging on her delicate chin, making her, already blushing from being watched by men, even more ashamed and unable to find a place to hide. Not only that, but the demoness's bewitching eyes, which could most confuse the mind, were also covered with a red cloth imprinted with spell patterns. She could not even see the faces of the men who were about to toy with her body, let alone seek revenge later.

"Hah, Tang Huairou, you slut, now you know how powerful I am?" Upon hearing this, Immortal Venerable Jingning snorted and replied, "Do you think this Venerable hasn't made any preparations?" She drew a magic circle in the air with her jade finger and took out a half-human-tall wooden box. As she slowly opened it, what lay inside immediately cast a dark shadow over Nangong Mei's expression. Within the wooden box was a naked woman, her limbs bound and sealed. A talisman covered her beautiful eyes, and a gag held her teeth apart. Her cheeks were flushed, her tongue lolling out slightly. Countless silver needles pierced her proud, full breasts, which were further adorned with nipple clamps. Two chains connected these clamps to a tongue stud, preventing her delicate tongue from retracting. Her lower body was filled with three vibrating dildos of varying sizes. Each of her labia had four rings pierced through them, and her swollen, enlarged clitoris was pierced crosswise by two long nails, a sight of tragic beauty. Yes, this body, subjected to inhuman torture, was Nangong Mei's physical form! "Damn it, how dare you do this to my sect leader's body!!" Nangong Mei screamed, but in the next moment, several intense waves of pleasure and pain transmitted from her physical body to her mind across the distance! "Oooohhhhhh—!!" Nangong Mei's soul-form face contorted into a complex expression of pleasure and agony. She fell from the air, clutching her tender breasts and throbbing cunt, curling up on the ground and writhing in discomfort. Tang Huairou walked forward, stepping on her hair, and laughed, "Didn't expect this, did you? As long as the distance is close enough, even if your soul leaves your body, the sensations will be transmitted to you without reservation!" "Tang Huairou... you, you despicable wretch! If you have the guts, return my body and let's have a fair duel... Oooohhh—!" Immortal Venerable Jingning ignored her cries and kicked her sensitive, tender cunt. She commanded, "Against your demonic cult, this Venerable doesn't play by the rules. Spit out what you swallowed, or this Venerable will show you what it means to wish you were dead!" With that, she took out a "Soul Binding Rope" specifically designed to restrain soul forms. She tied Nangong Mei's slender, beautiful arms together behind her back, then folded her plump thighs and slender calves tightly, binding her ankles and wrists together to form a beautiful "four-horse-hoof-inverted" posture. She extended her slender fingers, clad in silk gloves, and provocatively stroked Nangong Mei's unsuspecting cunt a few times, laughing, "So, even a soul form gets wet down there... Heh heh, interesting, very interesting..." Nangong Mei was toyed with until her pussy dripped with arousal, her breaths coming in gasps, but she still refused to yield, gritting her teeth and saying, "Whatever means you have, bring them on! When has this sect leader ever been afraid?!" "Oh?" Tang Huairou seemed intrigued by her defiance. She took out several egg-sized, red-glowing orbs and said, "These orbs were refined from the Soul Refining Pool in Fengdu Ghost City. They are harmless to ordinary people, but very effective against soul forms. Let's call them 'Soul Shattering Orbs'." As she spoke, Tang Huairou placed a Soul Shattering Orb on Nangong Mei's plump, peachy buttocks and rolled it gently a few times. "Mmmmaaaahhh—!" Nangong Mei let out a tragically beautiful wail. The mere contact of the Soul Shattering Orb felt like a barbed whip lashing out, leaving a bloody mark on her fair, plump buttocks, piercing her to the very core of her being.

Her cold and stunningly beautiful face, with a commanding gaze and a look of disdain, her left hand behind her back, exuding the aura of a grandmaster. Her right hand, however, held a plump, yielding body as if it were a defenseless chick, its limbs bound in the 'Four Horses Treading on Frost' posture. This was none other than her most favored disciple, the Immortal Fairy Han Chan, Li Hanyue. Li Hanyue's robes were in tatters, her eyes blindfolded and her mouth gagged. Her perfectly round, beautiful breasts were shamefully exposed, deeply grooved by the Immortal Restraint Cords. They swayed lasciviously in the air with her master's every step, her flesh slapping against itself with a wet sound, causing her to blush furiously. The Immortal Restraint Cords had sealed her immortal power, and her Moon Eyes, capable of illusions that could deceive the heavens, were suppressed by three layers of immortal spell talismans. Even with her ability to change the sun and moon, she could not break free, leaving her to be bound and at the mercy of her fate. Jingning Immortal Venerable moved through the two rows of disciples who bowed respectfully, her high-heeled lotus feet treading on the rippling water. She reached the center of the Contemplation Pool and lightly raised her jade hand, her finger touching the surface of the rushing waterfall. In the next moment, the waterfall parted down the middle, like two curtains on a stage, revealing a dark, hidden cave behind it. Within the Lingxu Sect, disciples who committed offenses with a chance for redemption were imprisoned in the Contemplation Pool. However, immortal fairies who committed unforgivable sins were cast into this "Den of Judgment." Jingning Immortal Venerable, carrying Li Hanyue, entered the deepest cell of the Den of Judgment. Following closely behind was her daughter, Tang Mengyao, serving as an assistant for this incarceration. "Senior Sister, oh Senior Sister~ How dare you defy my mother!? Look at you now, how pathetic~" said the young Tang Mengyao with a wicked grin, kicking Li Hanyue's plump, beautiful breasts, bound into a teardrop shape, with her small foot. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" Li Hanyue, her mouth gagged by the bamboo bit, let out a roar of unwilling defiance. She struggled with all her might, but only managed to tighten the ropes around her breasts and buttocks, leaving several crimson marks on her fair, smooth skin. "Wicked disciple, still struggling?!" Jingning Immortal Venerable's eyebrows furrowed. Three ropes emerged from her back, left knee, and right knee, binding her to a metal hoop hanging from the cave ceiling. Her slender, graceful immortal body swayed slowly in the air, tightened by the Immortal Restraint Cords. Under the force of gravity, Li Hanyue's impossibly slender waist was forced to arch to its limit, her toes nearly touching the back of her head, emitting a series of creaking sounds as her bones and joints rubbed together. Her immortal body, like a crescent moon, hung suspended in the prison, her legs naturally spread apart, revealing her plump, moist lips. The breast ropes, tightened by the suspension, bit into the base of her breasts, binding her already full, fair orbs into two pear-shaped mounds of alluring flesh, swollen to the point of bursting, as if a gentle touch would make sweet juice spill out. Her cherry-red nipples, adorned with the Soul Suppressing Jade Breast Rings, stiffened with unbearable discomfort. A few drops of fragrant milk dripped from beneath the rings, like tears, testifying to the severe binding torment her body was enduring. The Immortal Fairy Han Chan's starlike, pure silver-white hair was disheveled and tragically beautiful, spread behind her head. Her face, covered by the blindfold, was filled with unyielding spirit. Her pearly teeth bit down on the bamboo gag, and strands of hair partially obscured her cheeks. Her delicate, slender chin was held high, like a defeated female general refusing to surrender. After the suspension was complete, Jingning Immortal Venerable personally removed the gag from her senior disciple's mouth and asked coldly, "Yue'er, I ask you one last time, do you know you were wrong?" Even though her body was numb and her bones felt weak from the ropes, Li Hanyue did not lower her naturally noble head. She responded with neither humility nor arrogance, "Master, this time you are wrong! As the head of the righteous path, you actually cultivate evil arts and want to seize Qingxuan's inner power and cultivation. If this were to be revealed to the world, you would surely be scorned by all!" *Slap—!* "Silence!" Jingning Immortal Venerable slapped Li Hanyue's heroic, angular face, cursing, "You unfilial, rebellious disciple! Yang Qingxuan has clearly joined the demonic cult, yet you collude with him and show no remorse. From today onwards, I expel you from the sect!!" Li Hanyue's fair cheeks flushed red, and a few drops of tragic blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. She gritted her teeth and said, "In my eyes, Qingxuan's actions are more befitting of a righteous sect than yours!" Though her eyes were covered, these words made Jingning Immortal Venerable feel as if she were being scrutinized by Li Hanyue's cold, contemptuous gaze. Enraged, she retorted: "You...! Do not call me Master anymore!" The Immortal Venerable clenched her fists in anger, her fingernails digging red marks into her palms. Every word Li Hanyue spoke felt like a sharp knife, cutting wounds into her heart. Enraged and ashamed, Jingning Immortal Venerable refused to listen to another word from Li Hanyue. She placed an iron mouth ring between her pearly teeth. This specially made ring was larger than usual, forcing Li Hanyue's small mouth into a round shape. The ring precisely fit between her canine and incisor teeth, bringing a metallic sourness that numbed her cheeks. Her tongue could no longer be contained and shamefully, lasciviously, protruded. Jingning Immortal Venerable hooked her fingers around the Soul Suppressing Jade Nail at the tip of her tongue, tugged at the pink tongue covered in saliva, and turned to her daughter, saying: "Mengyao, you remove her Soul Suppressing Jade!" Tang Mengyao looked slightly surprised, "Mother, Senior Sister has cultivated the Lingxu Jade Maiden Art to the seventh level. The lust accumulated over decades is suppressed by these seven immortal jades. If they are all removed at once, even an immortal cannot withstand it. Her mind might burn out...?" Fire blazed in Jingning Immortal Venerable's eyes. "I told you to do it, so do it, and don't speak so much! Also... stop calling her Senior Sister. She is now merely an immortal prisoner who has committed a grave crime!" Tang Mengyao had never seen her mother so angry. Her legs instantly went weak with fear, and she dared not disobey. She immediately reached her fingers into the mouth ring, clamped onto the tender tongue, and removed the sky-blue tongue nail. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph..."

This is not mercy from Master, but a more severe restraint and punishment. "Master...呜...Don't look...!" Li Hanyue, her hands just freed, eagerly reached for her private parts, attempting to alleviate the itching between her thighs. However, just as she was about to touch the coveted honey-sweet core, the Immortal Restraining Rope coiled around her again, like a viper targeting its prey, firmly binding her slender, fair wrists. Her long, shapely jade arms were twisted behind her, bound round and round, her forearms pressed together, wrists aligned and tightly secured, with no space left between her elbows, forming an elegant "丫" shape. This was not the end. Jingning Immortal Venerable continued to draw the rope upwards, through her armpits, over her shoulders, and with a forceful press at the center of Li Hanyue's shoulder blades, simultaneously tightening the rope. Her shoulders were pulled back to their tightest, until her arms were completely invisible from the front, as if her hands had been swallowed by her spine. "唔啊啊啊...!" Li Hanyue felt her hands being painfully constricted by the rope, heard the creaking of her shoulder blades being compressed, her entire arms aching, utterly powerless. Yet, this was only the beginning. Jingning Immortal Venerable drew a hanging rope from her tightly bound wrists, passed it through a ring fixed to the ceiling, and then pulled downwards, continuously shortening the rope, yanking Li Hanyue off the ground. The hanging rope pulled her wrists higher and higher, her shoulders painfully twisted back, forcing her trembling jade legs to slowly kneel, stand, tiptoe, chest out, buttocks pushed forward... Her wrists continued to rise, forcing her to bend her willow-like waist, twisting her jade arms back, creating an angle between her upper arms and torso at her back, just to barely offset the pain of the binding. Until her jade wrists were hoisted higher than her shoulders, her head, which had refused to submit, finally lowered. This was still not the end. After pulling the rope to its tightest, Jingning Immortal Venerable tied a anal hook to the end of the rope and inserted it into Li Hanyue's tender, flawless anus. Thus, if she wanted to relax her shoulders, she had to clench her rear; if she wanted comfort in her anus, her arms had to suffer. She was truly trapped, with no way out. "哼哼!" Jingning Immortal Venerable let out a cold laugh. Before her eyes, the once glorious former disciple, her ethereal white hair cascading down, revealed her fair, slender nape, like a female prisoner atoning and awaiting punishment. This sight, to the Immortal Venerable with anger in her heart, made the corners of her mouth curl into a triumphant arc. "呜呜...Master, why...唔啊啊啊啊...!" Li Hanyue strained to lift her jade toes, trying to lessen the burden of her twisted shoulders. The rope bit deeply into her jade arms, the pain making her believe her bones were breaking. The anal hook in her anus was no ordinary device; under the pull of the rope, it diligently stimulated her sensitive anal flesh, causing her both pain and fullness, her buttocks tingling, and a gush of honey-like fluid flowing out. But Jingning Immortal Venerable was not yet satisfied and commanded, "Spread your legs!" 啪! 啪! Master struck the inner thighs of Han Chan Immortal Fairy with her whisk, forcing her long, shapely legs to spread apart until her jade ankles were wider than her shoulders. Then, a green bamboo was used as a crossbar, tied between her ankles, forcing her full, shapely legs apart, unable to close. "嗯嗯啊——!" With her legs forced apart, Li Hanyue had to push her honey-sweet buttocks even higher and lower her proud head further to alleviate the pain in her shoulders and anus. In a normal interrogation or punishment, this would have been enough, but what kind of person was Jingning Immortal Venerable to stop here? A sinister expression appeared on her cold, beautiful face. She took an apple-sized lead-filled iron ball from the torture instrument box of the Punishment Cave. The iron ball was connected to an iron chain, about as long as Li Hanyue's thigh, with a small, round metal ring at the end. Li Hanyue's immortal jade ring had just been removed, her clitoris was still swollen and erect, and the opening had not yet healed. Thus, Jingning Immortal Venerable maliciously threaded the small ring at the end of the chain through her honey-sweet clitoris. The weight of the lead-filled iron ball was suddenly applied to her tenderest clitoris! "No, not there...呜啊啊啊啊啊——!!!!" Li Hanyue let out a heart-wrenching scream. As her most sensitive female part was being pulled, she had no choice but to clamp her thighs inward, pressing the lead ball between her knees to relieve the tugging on her clitoris. In the imperial court, palace maids were always required to keep their thighs together to show proper decorum, so someone devised a practice of walking with a ball clamped between the legs. Jingning Immortal Venerable slightly modified this method, turning it into this specialized torture for women. With the bamboo pole still between her ankles, Li Hanyue's snow-white jade legs were bent inwards, her thigh muscles taut, her calves spasming, her tender feet struggling to lift her toes, revealing the soft flesh of her soles, displaying a shy posture, truly dignified and tragically beautiful, pitiful and moving. This pose perfectly showcased her full and graceful figure. Her long jade arms, almost pulled to a vertical position with the ground, her full breasts hanging down her chest, her willow-like waist arched back, her plump, peach-like buttocks higher than her head, and between her buttocks, her honey-sweet vulva and anus stained with the juices of passion – all these combined to form a blood-pumping, lewd spectacle. Even with her eyes covered, Li Hanyue knew how lewd and vulgar her current posture was. But what could she do knowing it? Her arms were bound as if their bones had been removed, all ability to resist vanished. The celestial being who once slew dragons with a single sword was now tormented, her hair disheveled, tears streaming down her face, utterly humiliated. Her bright, moon-like eyes beneath the veil were filled with unwilling tears.

She took a deep breath, her jade hands clenched into fists, her immortal eyes tightly shut. After a moment of internal struggle, she finally made up her mind. Her eyes snapped open, golden light bursting from her pupils, immortal energy surging through her body as she chanted loudly: "Eight Trigrams Immortal Cords, bind me, seal lust and desire, ascend to immortality through demonhood!" As soon as the words left her lips, golden light flared from the Eight Trigrams array on the ground. Several golden immortal ropes shot out like venomous snakes, hurtling towards her voluptuous immortal form. Without any gentleness, they began to coil and bind her. The magic-driven ropes twisted her sword-wielding jade hands behind her back, tying double slipknots at her wrists. The rope ends were then threaded through the neck noose of the tortoise shell binding, pulled taut, causing her shoulder blades to creak. Finally, her soft wrists were bound together high behind her neck, her elbows pressed against each other. Her forearms were tightly bound together by the rope loops, leaving no room for struggle. Her jade hands were also palms facing each other, fingers interlocked, each knuckle meticulously bound with thin ropes, forming an elegant and dignified "Reverse Hand Worshiping Guanyin" posture. With her hands bound in this manner, even the Serene Immortal Venerable would have to obediently lift her full, milk-laden breasts. Her dusky red, plump areolas were exposed, each tiny bump on the slightly protruding rings clearly visible. Fortunately, there was no one else present. Otherwise, such a starkly contrasting, decadent pose would surely cause a tremendous sensation. However, the restraint of the Eight Trigrams Golden Cords had only just begun. Two more thick ropes snaked around, folding and binding her long, shapely jade legs. Her thighs were pressed tightly against her calves, leaving no space between them. Her jade feet pressed against her buttocks, her heels sinking into the flesh. Next, two suspension ropes hooked around her jade knees, pulling her folded and tightly bound legs apart to their extreme, fully exposing her lustful yoni, which was already bound by the crotch rope and penetrated by a hard object. Finally, five thin ropes bound her ten pearl-like jade toes in pairs, soles together, then circled her insteps, binding her feet into a "Worshiping Guanyin" pose as well. As the leg binding was completed, three suspension ropes were attached to her neck noose, waist rope, and crotch rope. Together with the suspension ropes on her knees, they lifted her tightly bound immortal body into the air. Her jade face was downwards, her head slightly lower than her buttocks, presenting an image of utmost humility. "Mmmph—!" Under the force of gravity, the ropes binding her entire body suddenly tightened. The tortoise shell net dug several inches into her skin, like a knife's edge, creating raised mounds of flesh where it pressed into her full, plump body. The three implements inserted into her lower body also dug deeper under the pressure of the tightening crotch rope, causing her eyes to roll back slightly as she let out a soft, seductive moan. This "Aerial Double Worship Pose" was a self-binding technique she had created to suppress demonic entities and refine demonic energy. Whenever the demonic energy within her was difficult to transmute, she would bind herself in this manner. The ropes and net would suppress the demonic energy, while her hands and feet joined together, greatly amplifying the power of her "Spirit Void Jade Maiden Technique." The price, of course, was the unbearable suffering of being unable to move her limbs. "Ugh... so tight..." This strict restraint was no less than what Li Hanyue endured in the Prison of Judgment. The Serene Immortal Venerable grunted, instinctively twisting her body. Indeed, she couldn't even move her toes. All she could do was futilely make her pair of pear-shaped breast sacs, suspended in the air, sway back and forth, their flesh colliding with a slapping sound. Since leaving the Prison of Judgment, the lustful fluids from her lower body had not ceased. The demonic core had been acting up in her groin, its tiny tendrils constantly attacking her sensitive areas, causing her to endure the torment of pleasure every moment. Between her legs, pulled apart by the suspension ropes, her pubic hair was alluring, her mons pubis was raised, her outer labia were full and plump, her inner labia were crimson and translucent, and her yoni continued to tirelessly exude nectar. A swollen, red nub the size of a little finger proudly protruded, threaded through a Soul-镇 Immortal Jade Ring. Each of her outer labia also had two rings. Her urethra, yoni, and anus were all filled with hard objects, three demon-sealing rods of varying sizes, each with a pull ring at the end. A golden, flowing crotch rope passed through the five vaginal rings and the pull rings of the three demon-sealing rods. Its rough knot pressed directly against her clitoral nub, urethral opening, yoni, and anal center, completely sealing the Immortal Venerable's three orifices. The rope rubbed against her tender yoni, causing her pink anal folds to contract repeatedly and her crimson vaginal flesh to tremble. Her bladder was full of urine, but it was blocked, making it impossible to urinate, causing unbearable, lustful itching. Even so, she forced herself to maintain her reason, murmuring immortal incantations, attempting to refine the demonic core within her honeyed nest.

In the deepest part of the Imperial City's dungeons, in a lightless solitary cell, Li Hanyue leaned against the wall, her hands bound by handcuffs and hoisted upwards, her upper arms pressed against her ears. Shackles on her ankles were pulled apart by chains anchored to the floor, forcing her legs into a wide angle. Elevated by the chains, her feet could only stand on tiptoe. Trembling from standing, her legs, turned slightly inward in a shy posture, parted to reveal a glistening trail of arousal fluid stretching from her cunt to the floor. A groove was carved into the ground, a drainage channel, clearly designed for long-term confinement, to guide the liquid that poured from between her thighs. Once a celestial fairy, she was now stripped bare save for a tattered belly band. The gray fabric bore a large, crudely printed character: "囚" (Prisoner). Smaller than a typical belly band, it barely concealed her full, abundant breasts. The tips of her nipples pushed against the cloth, forming two prominent peaks, with half a blush of pink peeking from the hem, rising and falling with her breath. The pointed corners of the belly band's hem just managed to cover her cunt, but any slight instability would expose her groin to full view. Thus, Li Hanyue could only thrust her bare buttocks backward, pressing them hard against the cold wall in a desperate attempt to cover herself. Her soft, warm, and plump ass steamed with a scent of arousal, leaving a suggestive peach-shaped water stain on the wall. An anal hook, connected to a chain, was inserted into her fleshy cleft, snagging her tender rosebud. The end, a teardrop-shaped protrusion the size of a fist, prevented her from dislodging it no matter how she clenched her anal muscles. Any slight relaxation of her legs would cause the sensitive rear to be pulled upwards by the hook, bringing a jolt of electric pain, a reminder that she was now merely a female prisoner, unable to even close her asshole, no longer the revered fairy. As if to further humiliate this former princess, Wu Zetian had also ordered the ties of the belly band, meant to be fastened at the neck, to be undone and connected to a dildo, forcing it into her mouth. To keep the belly band from falling, Li Hanyue was forced to suck on the repulsive fake phallus, her saliva constantly flowing from the holes of the dildo, dripping down her delicate chin and into her cleavage… Her snow-white hair, as magnificent and resplendent as stardust, was styled into a Tang Dynasty court bun, complete with precious jade hairpins and golden phoenix coronets, symbolizing her former noble status. This starkly contrasted with her prisoner's garb and chains, amplifying the humiliation. On Li Hanyue's celestial body, the holes for the soul-鎮ing immortal jade at her nipples and cunt had been replaced with silver metal rings, symbolizing her prisoner status. The ring at her cunt was connected by a fine chain to a thick, heavy iron dildo weighing ten pounds. If allowed to hang naturally, this fake phallus would surely tear her incredibly tender flesh. Currently, it was inserted into her cunt, forcing her to use all her strength to clamp her flower path, contracting her flesh walls to hold it firmly. Any slight relaxation would cause the hard object to slip out of her slippery, aroused cunt. Fortunately, though her immortal power was suppressed, her cunt, honed by years of physical training, remained as tight and elastic as before. Even if the fake phallus slipped slightly, she could draw it back into her flower heart through the contractions of her vaginal flesh. However, the repeated in-and-out motion of the fake phallus within her cunt was like a man's cock constantly thrusting, stimulating her exceptionally sensitive flower path and arousal core. Pleasure surged in waves, her face flushed crimson, her juices flowing, making her flower path even more slick. The iron dildo's tendency to slip increased, forcing her to tighten her thighs and clamp her flesh walls even harder. Sweat beaded on her fair skin, giving her body an oily sheen, making her appear even more tender, seductive, and alluring. Imprisoned in the dungeon, forced to suck the dildo in her mouth and clamp the iron rod between her legs, the fairy had not slept for an unknown duration. Her mind was taut with exhaustion, her body on the verge of collapse. Her tiptoes had long gone numb, and her hoisted wrists were devoid of color. At this moment, the iron door of the cell creaked open, and a woman she hated with all her being entered. Wu Zetian, clad in a brocade dragon robe and wearing a nine-dragon imperial crown, adorned with pearls and jewels, exuded an air of opulent nobility. This stood in stark contrast to Li Hanyue, who was draped in nothing but a tattered cloth. A triumphant smirk played on her heavily made-up, beautiful face. Accompanied by several personal eunuchs, she approached the fairy and taunted, "Your Highness Princess, how have you been these past few days? Satisfied~?" "Ugh—!" Li Hanyue's eyes blazed with fury, and she let out a resentful cry. Her four sharp canine teeth were prominent against the dildo in her mouth. Her body trembled as she lunged forward. The golden phoenix coronet on her bun swayed, its pearls and jewels clinking crisply. The "囚" character on her belly band also shook violently with her full, jade-like breasts. Her tightly clenched fingers revealed that if not for the handcuffs and anal hook restraining her, she would have slapped the face of this ungrateful usurper! Wu Zetian could no longer conceal her joy at seizing the throne. She pinched Li Hanyue's tender cheeks, which were holding the fake phallus, and laughed heartily, "Hahaha! What does Princess want to say? I can't hear you~!" Just a day ago, even she would have had to bow and show deference to this divine princess. Yet now, this woman was like a caged cat, bristling with rage and baring her fangs and claws, yet utterly at the mercy of others to be toyed with. This feeling of controlling another's destiny, especially someone as once lofty as Li Hanyue, made Wu Zetian's lips curve into an elegant arc. She extended her jade hand, grabbed the neckline of Li Hanyue's belly band, and pulled downwards. The ties snapped instantly, and the last scrap of cloth was torn to shreds. Her plump, fleshy breasts, adorned with metal rings, sprang out, bouncing white. The crisp clinking of the breast chains echoed through the cell. There is no more humiliating expression for a woman than the shame and helplessness that washes over her when her breasts are forcibly exposed. This expression on Li Hanyue's face, a face of unparalleled beauty, made her appear even more alluring and pitiable. But after a brief moment of shyness, the resolute, cool fairy's gaze turned fierce again. She aimed the fake phallus, which she had been holding in her mouth for an unknown time, and spat it towards Wu Zetian's smug face. Unfortunately, stripped of her immortal power, her strength was no different from that of an ordinary maiden. The fake phallus fell before it could reach its target, landing directly in the low-cut neckline of the Empress's dragon robe, disappearing between her two ample mounds. The Wu Empress casually reached into her cleavage, retrieved the saliva-covered fake phallus, and held it up against her own throat. Shaking her head, she covered her mouth and chuckled, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a long thing, I wonder how you managed to swallow it... Perhaps, Princess, you were born to enjoy eating men's cocks? Hahaha~" "Pah!" Li Hanyue trembled with rage, clenching her buttocks, even tightening her asshole, pushing the anal hook a little further in. She cursed, "Wu Zetian, as Empress, you should have assisted the ruler and served the nation with unwavering loyalty. Yet now you commit such treasonous acts as usurpation! The world wishes to devour your flesh! You will not have a good end!!" Since her usurpation, Wu Zetian had heard such words countless times. She merely gave a dismissive smile and said haughtily, "It seems the punishments these past few days have been too gentle. Guards, bring her down! Make her kneel!" Upon hearing this, the loyal eunuchs immediately unfastened Li Hanyue's handcuffs. Then, they tied her hands together behind her back with a rope, the binding extremely tight, leaving no slack not only at the wrists but also between the elbows. Next, after considerable effort, they forcibly pulled the anal hook from her incredibly tight asshole. As the teardrop-shaped end emerged from her rear, it first caused her anal rim to bulge outwards, then with a "pop," it left behind a dripping, moist anus that slowly closed into a slit. "Get lost! I won't kneel...!!" Despite being pressed down by two eunuchs gripping her fragrant shoulders, Li Hanyue trembled, her legs shaking, her waist stiff, whimpering and refusing to kneel. The jailers who had guarded Li Hanyue during these days were all upright individuals who retained the spirit of the Tang Dynasty. Having been influenced since childhood by the deeds of the celestial fairy Han Chan saving the common people, they felt grateful and did not torment her excessively, nor did they defile her body. But these eunuchs today were different. They were loyal dogs who had served Wu Zetian for many years. Towards this powerless princess, they showed no mercy. Seeing her defiance, one eunuch grabbed her nipple rings and pulled them downwards relentlessly, while the other pinched and provocatively rubbed her cunt. "Mmmph... Don't touch me...! Mmmph~!"